CO. for that contingency, for no matter what traffic we encountered, they gave me no rest. Again and again I doubled to right or left, but the roads were undressed, and even if, when I turned, I was just out of sight, the dust which I raised declared which way I had gone. Still, if I had no good fortune, I had no bad. I might have met some fatal obstruction before I had covered a league. As it was—often enough, I confess, by the skin of my teeth—for more than twenty-five minutes I led that closed car across country I did not know. Then I saw a townlet coming and gave myself up for test. The place was plainly ancient and promised most narrow streets, and, as if that were not enough, such as would enter must cross some stream by a bridge at the head of which stood a gateway not ten feet wide. Vainly I sought for some turning which I could take. The dosed car was hard on rny heels—not sixty yards off. The bridge was clear, but I could not see through the gateway: and, once I was on the bridge, unless the gateway was dear, I was caught like a rat in a trap. Still, there was nothing for it: not even a cart-track *aa out of that strip of road. I confess I flashed on to that bridge with my heart fe my motith. As I came to the gateway, the dosed car passed on to the bridge, ... I was ttemgh—in the sick of time, As I left the portal, another car met and passed mt toot mj place "m the jaws. 1 heard the squealing of brakes. . . . Truly,